“That,” Julia said coyly as she stood, “remains to be seen.”
Travis smiled a wicked smile that told Julia he could imagine just what she would like to do to him. His grin spoke of his experience and instead of being intimidated, Julia’s body thrilled at the prospect. Travis had already brought her to soaring, shattering, mind numbing pleasure. She was eager to be under his hands, at the mercy of his desire and strength.
Julia took the bottom of Travis’s t-shirt and slid the soft cotton up, over his ridged chest, beyond his broad shoulders. He raised his arms up and she pulled the shirt off. It fell from her hand with a soft whisper, to land on the floor.
Travis did indeed look like a god. He was tanned, his muscular chest gleaming hard and sensual and golden. His nipples were dark, his abdomen deeply ridged. His jeans stood low on his pelvis, revealing a smattering of dark hair. Julia placed her hands on his warm chest. His muscle was hard but his skin was surprisingly smooth.
He stood still, letting Julia explore him with her touch. She closed her eyes and leaned forward, pressed her naked form against him. She bent her head and tasted him. He was all male from the salty tang of his sweat to the deep musky scent that drove her senses wild. Julia moved her mouth up, over the silky ridges, until her mouth found his nipple. She circled it with her tongue, nipped it as he had nipped her.
Travis moaned, leaning into her touch. It gave Julia a heady sense of pleasure to know that he was as vulnerable to her touch as she was to his. He could bring her to screams of pleasure, to writhing agony, but certainly she could arouse him as well.
Julia pulled away, her hands finding the button of Travis’s jeans. She fumbled for a second, then it came loose. She undid the zipper. His breathing grew rapid as she slid his jeans down over his hips. He was wearing tight boxes but she could see the defined shape of him below that. For a moment Julia was a little afraid. She could tell he was huge.
“Go on Julia… touch me, all of me.” Travis closed his eyes, his jaw clenched. Julia realized he was barely hanging onto his self-control. She marvelled that his heart raced because of her. He was ready and aching because of her own body, because of the taste of her, the sounds she had made.
Julia had always been a little embarrassed about sex. But this…. this was heaven; this was the most amazing sensation, feeling, everything… that she had ever done in her life.
Julia fingers found the waistband of Travis’s boxers. She gently slid them down his leg, freeing him completely. He stood as brazenly naked as she did. Julia’s eyes widened when she saw just how hard and achingly ready he was. His cock jutted out in front of him, a massive thick rod. Julia’s eyes widened and her legs trembled. The maddening ache between her legs grew in intensity as she stared at him.
“Does my body please you Julia?” Travis opened his eyes when she didn’t touch him further.
“Yes. Oh my god yes. You look like Adonis.” She was embarrassed that she had said something so stupid but Travis just smiled.
“That’s excellent Julia. I want you to imagine what it would feel like, to have me enter you. To have my cock inside of you. I want you to tell me what you would like to do Julia.”
This was not how she had imagined the night going. Somehow, when she had climbed into that cab she imagined shedding their clothes in the dark and falling into a frantic tangle of limbs. She imagined it would be over within half an hour, they would both fall asleep exhausted and in the morning she would slip out in her black dress and call a cab and spend a very long time half regretting and half wondering over what had happened.
She had expected him to dominate her, to take charge. Not to ask her, in that husky voice, what she wanted.
“I…” Julia imagined taking him into her mouth, but she surprised herself by thinking there would be time for that later. She wouldn’t let him off so easily in the morning before leaving herself. The thought shocked her. She was starting to become as bold as he was.
“Yes,” he prompted. He took a step towards her.
“I want you to take me from behind,” Julia shocked herself by saying.
“I would like that as well. But not on the bed. Go stand over in front of the mirror again.”
Julia’s heart hammered against her ribs. She was almost crippled by the weight of her desire. God, she wanted him. He was going to make her watch and the thought almost undid her.
She stood over at the mirror, waiting for him. Travis reached into the nightstand and pulled out a small packet. He had the protection on in a second and then stalked towards Julia. She watched him advance, her heart in her throat.
Travis stood behind her. She watched him in the mirror, watched him bend and kiss her neck. His hands captured her breasts, palming them roughly, plying her nipples until she moaned. Travis bent, trailing hot kisses down her back. His hands moved down her waist, over her hips, until his finger found the swollen folds of her core yet again. He slipped a finger inside, groaning.
“You’re so ready for me. God Julia, I can hardly wait to take you.”
She grew wetter at the raw sexuality, the raw need in his voice. Travis kissed her bottom, slowly parted her legs until his tongue flicked over her. Julia whimpered. She watched her body glow in the mirror, watched Travis’s skilled hand play over her. It was sexy, watching him pleasure her.
“Please Travis, I want you. I want you inside me. I want you to bend me over and take me.”
“What else, what else would you like my dear?”
“I want you to put your cock in me. I need to feel you, all of you.”
Travis growled low in his throat. His hands gripped Julia’s hips. She bent over, her hands touching the floor. He stood against her, the hard ride of his cock pressing into her. Slowly, agonizingly, he entered her. She was tight and aching and so ready. She felt every inch of him slide in, filling her to his hilt. Julia opened her eyes and looked into the mirror.
Travis was standing straight, his hands on her hips, thrusting in and out of her, pumping his pelvis, his hips slamming into hers. His eyes were closed and she watched the raw pleasure play over his features.
Julia stole a glance between her legs. She was unprepared for the erotic sight of Travis’s cock slipping in and out of her own swollen, wet flesh. He filled her, and withdrew, sliding home again. Again and again she watched him plunge out of her body, heard the primal groans he emitted.
“Yes Travis,” Julia panted. Fire stole up her legs. “Harder,” she moaned. “Travis, yes, yes!” Julia closed her eyes, shattering into a thousand pieces. He thrusting increased in speed, becoming harder and harder. Travis slammed into her body, sending her over and back into soaring heights when she had just started to come down. Julia cried out, her breath stolen from her lungs. Her whole body exploded with white hot pleasure.
Travis moaned, his breathing grew ragged. He thrust hard, filling her completely. He groaned her name and his body shuddered and bucked against her. His hands dug in painfully into the flesh of her hips.
When Travis stilled, Julia did so as well. He leaned against her and she fell to her knees, her legs unable to hold her any longer. Travis collapsed beside her on the floor, his body covered in sweat, his breathing completely erratic. Julia lay beside him, her vision slowly returning to normal, the bright lights she had seen leaving her gaze.
“Travis, are you alright?” Julia finally asked when she could at last speak again.
He laughed. “Yes Julia.” His voice was still husky though less so than before. He sounded like a man who was well pleased and for some reason that made Julia glow inside. She stood up shakily and made her way over to the bed. She fell on top the sheets, closing her eyes.
She heard Travis leave and come back then the bedsheets were pulled back and her naked body was pulled against the strength and warmth of his.
“I don’t do this,” he whispered.
“Do what? This? I’m sure you’ve done it a couple times.”
“Yes you’re right. I won’t lie, I’
m an experienced man. But I rarely do this.”
Julia realized he meant what they were doing now. The intimacy of it stung her throat. Yes, she could see that he was right. She relaxed against him, this man who was a stranger, this man who had opened up parts of herself she had never known existed.
Chapter 4
Julia wasn’t sure what time it was. The room was light with the early rays of dawn. She wasn’t sure why she was awake, or why she wasn’t hung over. She knew where she was right away. She was still tucked against Travis’s strong form, his arm tucked around her chest protectively.
Travis had shown her what pleasure could be. He had taken her shyness and inexperience and turned it into a sort of powerful release for her. He had given her the absolute most stunning pleasure she had ever experienced. He had shown her that crazy risks were sometimes worth it and that below her often shy exterior, lay a woman capable of deep passion.
Julia thought that she had learned more about herself in one night than she had learned in her entire adult life.
She turned over in bed and faced Travis. He slept soundly against her. She had imagined, last night, taking him into her mouth, driving him wild as he had tortured her.
Julia slipped her hand down, over Travis’s leg until she found his member. She cupped him gently. He stirred slightly but didn’t wake. Carefully she slipped out from under this arm. She moved down the bed, pushing the blankets out of her way, until her face was mere inches from him.
He wasn’t as hard as the night before but he was half ready. Julia palmed him, took him into her mouth. She felt him harden immediately, knew also that Travis was awake. He groaned quietly and shifted.
Julia liked the taste of him. He was salty and musky and all male. His skin was velvet and smooth under her tongue. She ran her mouth over and back, snaking her tongue out to tease the top of his cock. Travis’s hands tangled in her hair, guiding her, showing her what he liked. His hand came up to cover hers, tightening her grip on his shaft. She stroked him firmly, ran her tongue over and over, teased and pleasured until he gave a cry and moved her face away.
“Julia,” Travis said, all vestiges of sleep faded. “What are you doing?”
“Just giving you a little payback.” She laughed at the expression on his face. It told her that was the last thing he had expected from her.
“Well miss payback… the day’s starting and I’m sure you want to get back to your hotel.”
“Not really.”
Travis chuckled. “Regardless, I have a job to go to.”
“Oh?”
“Don’t sound so surprised. What did you think, I drive a motorcycle around all day, bumming from one place to the next?”
“No… No. I just… Nothing about last night felt real, least of all that you would have a job to get to this morning.”
“I’m a tattoo artist. I work at a shop here.”
“Oh.” Suddenly it made sense about his sleeves. She had seen other tattoos as well, on his legs, but nowhere else. “Which shop?”
Travis shook his head and grinned. “Oh no. That’s classified information. Last night wasn’t about that. It wasn’t about me. It was for you.”
“Oh.” Was that all she could say? Julia was suddenly very aware she was totally naked. She reached up and pulled the sheet up to her chest.
“I watched you for most of the night,” Travis admitted. “I went out for a drink and was… well… floored when you came in. I’m not going to lie Julia; I’ve had a lot of women… I’m the kind of person everyone thinks won’t settle down ever, and maybe that’s true. But I saw you and I thought that you were one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. And you were beautiful because you didn’t seem to know it. I wondered what you would be like, awakened to your own passions… under my hands. Maybe I shouldn’t have done it, maybe I should have let you go back to your hotel and sleep it off and forever walk through life completely unaware of your own spirit, but I couldn’t do it.”
“Yes, you’re right. I had no idea that anything like… what happened last night was possible.”
“It wasn’t all altruistic,” Travis chuckled. “Not in the least.”
“Yes, I noticed that.”
He nodded. His huge smile was back. When he smiled it lit up his eyes. Eyes that, in the daylight, were kind. Pushing back the covers, he stood. “Well Julia, before I drop you off, we have time for a quick shower.”
Julia’s heart did a flip flop. He stood totally naked and very unashamed before her.
“Are you going to join me?”
“Yes…” she stammered. Then, taking a deep breath, she said, “yes,” much more firmly.
By the time she reached the bathroom, Travis was already inside the steamy water. His shower was just that, a stand up shower with the tub beside it. Julia opened the glass door. It was barely big enough for the two of them.
If Travis was gorgeous at night he was even more stunning in the shower, the pounding water running in wet rivulets over his muscled form. She was surprised and relieved to see that he had already put on protection.
He reached out and helped Julia inside. She stood under the warm spray and smiled up at him. He titled her chin and kissed her firmly. His tongue snaked into her mouth, stroked her own in long, languorous strokes. Quick as a flash he placed his hands under her bottom and lifted her onto his hips.
Julia cried out in shock but then melted against him as he leaned her up against the shower glass. Hot water ran over them both making their skin slick. A flush of heat spread through Julia, the same heat of red hot desire as the night before.
She opened herself to Travis, took every inch of him inside her body. Her arms were around his neck. She buried her hands into the muscles of his back and bit his shoulder playfully. He grunted, his mouth moving to claim hers again.
It was erotic, his kiss, the hot water spurting over her body, the feel of him, hard and hot and pulsing inside of her. It was a completely different experience from the one the night before.
Julia dug her legs into Travis’s side, moving herself up and taking him deeper. He stroked her with hot, languid strokes that built a fire within her in a few short moments. Julia cried out, raking his back with her nails. He groaned, continuing to pump against her for a few moments longer until he too, found his release.
Julia held herself against, kissed him more gently, before he set her carefully down.
“I’ll let you finish up,” he told her. He stepped form the shower and grabbed a towel. Wrapping it around his hips he disappeared from the bathroom.
Julia should have been embarrassed by what had just happened, by everything that had just happened, but she wasn’t. She was a little shy to think back on it maybe but mostly her racing thoughts just filled her body with a warm pleasure. It felt as though she had awakened after a long sleep. She marveled that she had led her life up this point, not knowing that she was missing this.
Because she was already soaked, Julia grabbed shampoo then conditioner and washed her hair. She rubbed the bar of soap that was in the shower over her arms and legs, aware of the growing tenderness that was coming into her skin. Her legs ached but the soreness was delicious.
Stepping from the shower, Julia found an extra towel and wrapped the soft black terrycloth around her form. She dried herself and her hair as best she could, then twisting the towel into place she went back to the bedroom.
Travis was there, sitting on the bed. He was already dressed. His jeans were faded with rips and tears throughout but comfortable looking. They fit him perfectly in all the right places. Julia felt desire creep up and nestle like a hot coal in the bottom of her stomach. She wondered if her craving for him would ever have been fully satisfied. It made her a little sad to think this was obviously the last time she was going to see him.
“You know… people should pack a backpack or something… for the walk of shame, I mean,” she said. “It’s kind of humiliating going home in the same clothing as the night before.”
Travis laughed and his whole face lit up with a smile. “Yes, but this is Vegas. Everyone dresses like they’re doing the walk of shame as is, so no need to worry.”
Julia picked up her black dress from the night before. She glanced at Travis, who was staring openly at her. She dropped her towel then slipped the dress over her head.
“Let me do it up for you.” Travis stood, walked over to her. His fingers grazed her skin gently as he pulled the zipper closed. They lingered there for a moment, as if he were reluctant to let her go. Julia realized that he would be a tender lover. Just as she hadn’t known about her own latent passion, so he wasn’t aware that he had a depth of hidden intimacy, maybe even love, that he could give to someone.
“Travis,” Julia whispered, turning. “I’ll miss you. I mean… I’ll remember this, for a very long time.”
“I’m honored Julia. I’m happy I could be your best one night stand.”
“You’re my only one night stand,” she laughed.
“Yes… well…I’m honored.” He was silent for a moment, then stepped aside. “I suppose I have to get going.”
“I thought you said you would drop me off at my hotel,” Julia said, half accusingly.
“And so I shall. Grab your shoes, and follow me.”
Julia did as he asked. She went out the front door of his condo after him. He had donned boots and thrown on a black leather jacket. She watched as he locked the door. She followed him down the hall and down a flight of stairs to an underground parking garage. He walked past fancy sports cars and family vans, a truck, until he came to a stop beside a gorgeous, sleek black motorcycle.
“I thought you said you didn’t drive a bike,” Julia announced wryly, raising an eyebrow.
“I said I wasn’t all stereotype… but some things can’t be helped. I love this girl.” Travis ran his hand adoringly over the bike. Julia blinked. In that moment she would have given anything to become that motorcycle.
Travis handed her his helmet. “Put that on. Your hotel’s not far. I’ll be fine until then.”
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